𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝑮𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆I smiled down at his perfectly arched back while all the filthy thoughts invaded my brain. All the things I could do to him. The things I could make him say. The things I could make him scream.
I took my thumb into my mouth, covering it with saliva before lightly tapping it against his entree. Making him push back against my hand.
"Nah uh, stay still," I chuckled. I began to tap my thumb slower, and slower. Making him crave my touch.
"Please?" He whimpered underneath me.
My thumb slowly traced the outline of his hole, teasing him. I moved on to his hole, moving my thumb over it in fast paced circles.
I looked down at him as he took his lower lip into his mouth, turning it while because he bit it so hard.
I moved lower, placing my face at his entrance. I licked his hole, only a few times before kissing it, making him release a muffled moan.
I smirked and began to swirl my tongue in and out of him, making his breathing hitch. Yet he held his position, making me proud.
"This mine?" I asked as I sucked on his hole.
"Mhm."
"Words baby," I took one of my fingers, inserting it into his hole to open him up for me.
"Yes daddy," he moaned.
"I can't hear you," I smirked.
"Oh fuck, yes daddy," he moaned a little bit louder.
"Mhm," I hummed as I removed my finger, I stepped back away from him, taking him in.
"Why'd you stop?" He looked at me.
"I got your bitch," I chuckled. "Go to bed."
"I-" he huffed and pulled the blankets over himself, crossing his arms. "That's not fair."
"Life's not fair."